[CLOSED] Advertise Your Undiscovered Work (AYUW) - 2014

Great Sport Award: Her Secret.

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Whatpad Name: LeagibaNytram

Tittle: Her Secret

Genera(s): Fantasy and Adventure

   

Personal Message to the Audinece:

Thank you so much for the opportunity of advertising my story, xXPersevereXx! It means a great lot. :)

To all of the people who've won the so far sets, I congratulate you all ^_^ ! It amazes me how all of you guys' works are "undiscovered" I wish you all the best with your novelty, and other works :> 

This is my story "Her Secret" I hope you enjoy the extract.  

   

Synopsis: 

The story starts off in a bricked narrow alley, fungi and rats in all its nooks and corners.

A woman, unknown to us creeps in the shadows. She reaches the alley's end. She makes pace.

The bridge led her to a pub.

A pub of the unbelievable.

In this pub, reality is irrelevant.

Anyone is welcome. Everyone is welcome.

A world is to be discovered, a new magic to be explained.

This girl is crazy.

She's mad.

Who am I kidding, they're all insane.

Pasts untold, will be revealed.

Lies will be made. Rumors will spread. People are dying. But people are surviving.  

This isn't the end. This is the beginning. 

  

Chapter Thirteen: 

Couple of years back in time..

An old fashioned English town in Derby shire, cobble stoned ground and frantic bodies getting to where they're supposed to be. Jobs, the doctor, school, or just to get some ice cream with some friends. A boy stood there in the middle of it all, he stood up right with his salmon buttoned down shirt and black skinny jeans. His hair fluffy and black, shun brown highlights under the bright sun.

He looked up squinting his eyes, using his arm as a shade, tried to take a glimpse at the blinding golden sphere of light. His assistant teacher told him in school that if you stare at it long enough, you could go blind. The boy stood there gaped lipped, occasionally pursing his chapped lips for a lick.

Five minutes have passed. The boy blinked frantically and rubbed his eyes, lowering himself then eventually crouched onto the cobble stoned ground. He looked to his sides, almost anticipated. That anticipation vanishing quicker than light once he caught sight of the red mail box to his right.